Rebirth 1998, Bai Yueguang got anxious after I stopped being a bootlicker

"On the banyan tree by the pond,"

"Cicadas are calling out the summer,"

"On the swing by the playground,"

"Only butterflies landed on it..."

At the intersection of Sanming Street, under the streetlight in the northeast corner.

The banner of the "Yanzhao Cup" Work-Study Summer Camp for High School Graduating Students fluttered slightly in the cool breeze of the summer night.

Banner front.

Chen Ningning, wearing a dark gray V-neck three-quarter sleeve shirt and dark gray skirt pants, held a guitar and sang softly.

The crisp and catchy voice and the lyrics that seem to flow from the heart, along with the electric speakers, float over the night market and catch people's footsteps.

In this era when street singing only existed in legends, such a scene immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.

The singing girl is pretty and sweet.

The legs in stockings dragging the guitar are round and slender.

This kind of pure and charming picture is simply a killer for people of this generation.

Not to mention, Pan Yinian even found two flashlights and shone the light on Chen Ningning's legs in stockings.

This time.

Not to mention men, even women can't resist such a high-gloss scene.

The man, while being pinched by his female companion and grimacing, walked forward seriously under the pretext of helping her buy socks.

The woman, while twisting the man, looked at Chen Ningning's legs, admired the stockings on the camp bed, and imagined what she would look like wearing the stockings.

Soon, Chen Ningning and her friends' stall was surrounded by people in three layers inside and outside.

If Pan Yinian had not asked Wang Ming and the other three to protect Chen Ningning and the stall, the stall would probably have been squeezed down.

"Our stall is only for display, not for sale."

"If you like, please go to the other two stalls."

After each song, Chen Ningning would take advantage of the break to repeat the lines that Pan Yinian taught him.

Zhang Xing took the opportunity to shout something like "Direct sales from the manufacturer, brand name stockings 18 yuan a pair and ordinary socks 10 yuan for 5 pairs".

The crowd of onlookers took advantage of Chen Ningning's break to rush to the other two sock stalls to buy socks.

"Factory direct sales, brand name stockings 18 yuan, regular stockings 10 yuan for 5 pairs."

"Brother and sister, stop bargaining. We are all students and have to work part-time to pay for tuition!"

"Sister, you have such good taste. This color of stockings suits you best..."

In the northwest corner, Chen Ningning, one song after another.

In the southwest and northeast corners, socks are selling like hotcakes.

During this period, Pan Yinian would come over from time to time to help Chen Ningning for a while, allowing her to drink some water to recuperate her throat.

But his singing is far inferior to Chen Ningning's.

Pan Yinian was so angry that he secretly cursed everyone for being LSPs, but he could do nothing but ask Zhang Xing to take some time to buy a box of Jinshengzi, and then ask Chen Ningning to sing less and sell more socks.

Who would have thought that this almost angry action would have an abnormally good effect.

The socks were sold out before nine o'clock.

The leftovers from yesterday, plus the ones that just arrived today, were all sold out.

I don’t know how much Wang Ming and the other two sold, so I don’t have much idea.

Although Zhang Cuijuan was selling, she didn't have time to count. She just felt that she sold a lot, but she didn't have an approximate number.

But Zhang Xing couldn't help swallowing his saliva. While the stall was closing, he approached Pan Yinian and quietly held up two fingers. "Sell all...all. This time we have to make this much money, right?"

Pan Yinian nodded.

To be honest, Pan Yinian, who was carrying a schoolbag, was also numb.

To prevent mistakes in a hurry.

Whenever Chen Ningning sang, he would take the time to collect and organize the big coins on the two stalls.

Tonight, I earned a full $10,000. After deducting the cost of socks, banners, and camp beds, the net profit reached $10,000.

Such a high profit made him feel dizzy even though he had lived two lives.

"Fuck... We earned enough for a year's tuition and living expenses for the three of us in just two days. If I had known we could sell so much today, I should have bought more."

Zhang Xing rubbed his face and felt that tonight was just like a dream.

"It's a shame, after all, the novelty only lasts for a few days, and every day that passes, it becomes less and less."

Pan Yinian licked his lips, his face full of excited smile.

At first, he felt that he had brought shame to the reborn.

When others are reborn, they either pick up bargains or start speculating in stocks and betting on football, and they take off immediately.

But when it came to him, he could only fall into poverty and sell socks.

Fortunately, God rewards those who work hard.

According to his estimation, as long as the operation is done well, this kind of popularity can last for at least a week.

Even if the volume is not as large in the following days, it is enough for him to make his first pot of gold in life.

A little after nine.

Pan Yinian and the others walked out of the night market.

After a group of people put the money and things back to Su Ying's house, Pan Yinian took the 1400 yuan he had taken out in advance, found a barbecue stall, and sat down around it.

He ordered something good without waiting for anyone to speak.

Pan Yinian started distributing money. Zhang Cuijuan, Wang Ming and the other four people each received a Blue Great Man Group ticket.

Before Pan Yinian could decide how much to give Chen Ningning, Wang Ming slammed the table. "Pan Yinian, what do you mean by this? Who do you think we are?"

"That's right, if I give you money for doing you a small favor, then shouldn't we also pay you for tutoring us?" Wang Feng said.

Zang Qing simply pushed the money back. "To be frank, among us, you and Zhang Xing's families are the least well-off. Have you found a way to pay for your first year of university tuition and living expenses? Stop making such unnecessary plans."

Zhang Cuijuan also shook her head and said, "We can't take this money."

Chen Ningning even picked up a skewer, took a bite, and said with a sweet smile: "Just treat us to skewers, that's enough."

Pan Yinian did not accept the money that was pushed back, nor did he tell them to take it.

He just smiled and asked, "Have you thought about it? Do you really not want it?"

"No, I don't care about that." Wang Ming glared.

The others also shook their heads.

Pan Yinian smiled and shook his head, "Do you still remember how I fooled you?"

At this point, Pan Yinian pointed at the group of great men on the table and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the first time in your life that you have earned money through hard work. The first time that you have truly earned money with your own hands."

"Just push it back like this, don't you regret it?"

goodong...

Except for Su Ying and Zhang Xing, everyone swallowed their saliva. Even Chen Ningning, who was not short of money, stared at the money.

Earn money with your own hands.

Still the first time.

These words were originally far away from them, but now they are extremely tempting.

Like a demon, it kept flashing and asking them to get their money back.

"Finally, let me ask you, do you want it? If not, I will..."

As he said this, Pan Yinian's hand had already reached out towards the blue giants...

[It’s a bit exaggerated, but in that era of scarcity, this method was really a powerful weapon]